Blind George by Lynn F Hoffman
old george is blind and he walks north on passyunk avenue not counting his steps, just brailing the sidewalk with his feet. he’s got years in on this job, he hears his…
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Writing by Lynn F Hoffman published in Dual Coast Magazine. 7 pieces from the archive, free to read.
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old george is blind and he walks north on passyunk avenue not counting his steps, just brailing the sidewalk with his feet. he’s got years in on this job, he hears his…
(caninomy, kay-nine-oh-mee n. the custom of naming a person after their dog) Ranger’s dad meets Rusty’s mom on the path in the park where the beech tree flexes over the little iron…
The shine on the fenders curves like the shine on her boots as she walks knee-forward on Eight Avenue sidewalk toward the car door that’s opened for her as her beauty deserves,…
The singer doesn’t tell us if the bartender was drinking from a tall crystal flute which was vaporized shedding shards with Chardonnay every way or if the glass in question was the…
I spent all my wealth on an ice cream cone. strawberry. some of it I ate, some of it I shared, some of it melted and dribbled on the ground leaving stains-some…
crazy man’s walking down walnut street talking to himself, no, not just talking pointing hands, cutting slices of invisible provolone, pounding the top of an airy lectern, slapping fist to chest and…
old george is blind and he walks north on passyunk avenue not counting his steps, just brailing the sidewalk with his feet. he’s got years in on this job, he hears his…